Hatbeard again on Tooley street and his lady friend rocking white tyres and brooks saddle, I couldn't quite hear your name, the hum of London overpowered my eardrums. Sorry I didn't chat, made a last minute dash down Gresham street in my quest to not get lost.
Hatbeard again on Tooley street and his lady friend rocking white tyres and brooks saddle, I couldn't quite hear your name, the hum of London overpowered my eardrums. Sorry I didn't chat, made a last minute dash down Gresham street in my quest to not get lost.